Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 263

Qing'er supported Wu Santong, and walked slowly towards Wu Meiniang's bedroom.

Wu Santong just wanted to investigate the situation in the bedroom, but was blocked by an invisible air mechanism to look back.

He wanted to hurry up, but Qing'er kept pestering him to ask questions.

"Third Uncle, Third Uncle, Wu Wei is so weird, he is obviously smiling, but I don't know why he feels so fierce." Qing'er blinked, stopped, and pointed to a Wu Wei in eunuch uniform.

Wu Santong laughed and said, "This is murderous intent!"

"Murderous?" Qing'er's delicate and elegant little face wrinkled her nose tightly, her big black eyes stared fiercely at Wu Santong, "Third Uncle, is that so?"

Wu Santong looked at Qing'er's cute appearance, with a loving smile on his face, he smiled and shook his head: "This is stupid!"

"Hmph." Qing'er snorted.

Wu Santong took a step forward and walked towards the bedroom.

Just after taking two steps, Qing'er shook his arm again and asked, "Third Uncle, do you usually walk with your left foot or your right foot first?"

"Naturally, step forward?" Wu Santong replied with a smile, suddenly froze on the spot.

Immediately afterwards, he took a step with his left foot, but he was stunned again, thinking it was wrong, then he retracted his left foot, stepped out with his right foot, and felt it was wrong again, whether he took the left foot or the right foot first, it felt very strange.

There was a sly smile on Qing'er's face, she put her feet together and jumped a step forward: "Third Uncle, you can do this!"

"How dare you, Wu Qing'er, make fun of your uncle!" Wu Santong laughed angrily.

Qing'er raised her face: "I didn't."

Wu Santong shook his head with a smile, put his hands behind his back, and walked forward on his own.

"Third Uncle Third Uncle, Qing'er has been very curious about the story you told about Xing Tian last time."

Qing'er followed behind, chattering endlessly.

"Xing Tian's head is gone, he uses his breasts as his eyes, and his upper body as his own head, right?"

Wu Santong nodded.

Qing'er asked seriously: "Then if he has pain in his waist and abdomen, should he say, Oh, my back hurts, or should he say, Oh, my head hurts?"

Wu Santong choked, and he groaned, feeling a pain in his heart.

The luck has reached Wu Meiniang's body, and she looks more and more charming.

Qing'er and Wu Santong's voices were getting closer and closer outside the room, she and Zhao Wujiang hurriedly got up, and the two began to clean up the mess in the room.

Soon, the two sat opposite each other at the table, looking at each other and smiling.

"Sister, I'm back!"

Qing'er's sweet voice sounded, and with a creak, the door was pushed open, and Qing'er walked in with Wu Santong's arm.

Wu Meiniang saluted, Zhao Wujiang clasped his fists and nodded.

Wu Santong nodded, and looked at the two people sitting opposite each other at the table.

The case table was full of memorials, and there were also a few scattered memorials right in front of the two of them.

Why is Chu'er's face so rosy?Could it be that there is a conflict with Zhao Wujiang in political affairs?Wu Santong narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the two of them.

Wu Meiniang's delicate face is dazzling, with a faint smile on her exquisite face.

Wu Santong nodded, girls from our Wu family are born so good-looking, but this Zhao Wujiang is also born extraordinarily handsome, and Chu'er is a match made in heaven, why is Zhao Wujiang born so ugly?snort!

He sat opposite Qing'er and his grandpa and grandson, and the four of them sat beside the table.

"Are you really able to talk? From day to night, there are really so many political affairs?" Wu Santong crossed his arms and asked suspiciously.

Hearing this, Wu Meiniang's pretty face was blushing quietly. She and Zhao Wujiang had indeed "talked" for a long time, but it was not about political matters.
Qing'er held a piece of delicate snack in her hand, put it into her mouth gently, and after savoring it with a smile, she muttered:

"Third Uncle, you are so confused, Qing'er has already told you that Mr. Zhao is the minister.

All six books are under his control.

You count carefully, one two, three, four, five, and six, how many do you add up? "

"Eat your snacks." The little old man Wu Santong said with a straight face.

Qing'er snorted, and moved her buttocks to Wu Meiniang's side.

It has to be you, Qinger Zhao Wujiang said with a smile:
"Senior, this matter is up to me. I have not been involved in the court for some time, and there are too many affairs accumulated. It is the empress who is diligent in governing the government and carefully talks to me about the changes in the court."

Wu Santong's face softened, and he nodded, seeing that Qing'er was putting his snacks into small plates, he shook his head:
"Old people don't eat."

Qing'er pouted and looked at the third uncle in doubt, then pushed the small plate with dim sum to Zhao Wujiang, and said naively:
"Third uncle, it's not for you old man."

"Cough cough." Wu Santong coughed twice, only feeling that his chest was congested, why did his granddaughter's elbows turn outward?

Wu Meiniang covered her mouth and smiled lightly, reading the memorial with her hands spread out, and kept annotating with a pen.

Immediately, she raised her beautiful eyes slightly, and said with a smile; "Third Grandpa is probably tired, Qing'er, send Third Grandpa to rest."

"Oh." Qing'er nodded, and was about to stand up, but was stopped by Wu Santong's gesture.

"The old man and Zhao Wujiang still have something to say."

Wu Santong narrowed his eyes: "It's right here!"

Seeing how serious the third grandpa was, Wu Meiniang stopped writing notes in her hand, Qing'er smiled and sat down to eat again.

Zhao Wujiang sat upright.

"Qingming, are you going to worship the ancestors?" Wu Santong stared at Zhao Wujiang's eyes with scrutiny.

Zhao Wujiang nodded, he knew that Wu Santong was talking about the dragon veins under Zhaoling.

"I suggest you don't go!"

Wu Santong's voice was low.

"Seniors know what will happen?" Zhao Wujiang narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes flickered.

Wu Santong shook his head, with a serious face: "I don't know. But there is one thing I am old enough to know, that is, it is not good for you!"

In an instant, the air in the room became heavy, and Wu Meiniang frowned, looking at the two of them.

"The clan is going to be against me?" Zhao Wujiang pretended to be confused, and asked tentatively.

"That's just one of them!" Wu Santong took a deep breath, "The second is that it's too dangerous down there!"

Zhao Wujiang clasped his fists: "I would like to hear the details, please explain clearly, senior."

Although he already knew the general idea, he didn't know the specific details. Now Wu Santong is obviously trying to warn him.

Wu Santong said in a deep voice:

"I don't need to elaborate on one, right?

Since you have offended the clan, you should be careful.

The Wu family started in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, developed in the Sui Dynasty, and thrived in the Tang Dynasty. Its heritage is slightly inferior to that of other ethnic groups.

And even in such a relatively weak clan, there are existences who can crush Zhao Wujiang to death with one hand, let alone other ancient families that have spanned thousands of years or even longer?
And, there is a clan within a clan, you need to be especially careful! "

Zhao Wujiang leaned over slightly, Wu Meiniang also stopped writing to listen carefully, her red lips parted slightly: "Qing'er, there is hot tea in the teacup."

Qing'er was stunned for a moment, then realized immediately, got up quickly, and poured tea for Third Uncle and Zhao Wujiang.

Taking the teacup, Wu Santong swallowed it like a whale, drank it all in one gulp, and sighed:

"Weiyang Qin Clan!
This family has a profound heritage and takes Chao as their surname, especially those who care about the Zhao surname! "

"Why?"

Wu Santong put the teacup away, and Qing'er filled another cup of tea for him, he kindly motioned to Qing'er to eat by himself, uncle can come by himself, then asked Zhao Wujiang:

"Do you know what is the surname of King Qin who swept across the six kingdoms?"

(End of this chapter)